NYC days 4 & 5

As I go through my pictures I realise how many of them I forgot. I have photos from Sevilla and Açores to put up. More often than not, these days, I want to close down the blog. Make it private, maybe? This is something I do for me, most of the times. I know I have something to look back to, all my ‘memories’ are up here. The good ones and the bad ones. That’s why I love the blog so much…but it’s just hard to keep it up sometimes. And then there’s a privacy issue that is kind of a bother.

With facebook linking instagram it’s getting harder and harder to keep akane kinomoto away from the me out there. I’ve had a lot of students adding me on instagram — why kids are adding teachers on social media is so mind boggling to me; back in the day, if I saw a teacher outside of school I’d try my very best to avoid him! — and it’s not like I mind that they see my pictures, but it’s like…I cannot get a break! I like to keep things a little separate and it’s becoming harder to do that… I’m hoping that will change with age. Not theirs, mine. I’ll get crankier as years go by, so they will want to avoid me. Right? Right.

Here’s a bit of NYC from our 4th and 5th days in the city.

On the third night, we went to bed with live images of the gun shots to the police force. We woke up the next day and could tell by the news that the next few days were going to be tense. We were caught up in a middle of one of the protests, but managed to quickly get out of the area before the police arrived. That was intense though.

If you ever read one of my posts on trips, you surely know that we like to randomly walk without agenda. And that is most of what we did back in New York. We never really had a plan except to go out and enjoy everything around us. The city is incredibly diverse and nice, and you find something interesting on every corner, but its immensity is also a fact, so walking all of it was a bit daunting. When we go out somewhere, we almost never get on a subway — with the exception of Tokyo, I don’t remember being in a city where we’d take the subway to go anywhere — and in New York we also managed to get by without it by walking the High Line.

This place is called Tacombi and we found it thanks to Jim Gaffigan (I loooooooooove him) who mentioned it in his series. It’s a taco place that served delicious margaritas and, of course, tacos. The place was vibrant and happy and busy, and the food was really really good.

We fell in love with the High Line. We would walk to it nearly everyday just so we could cross 20 blocks or so, going from the Meatpacking district through Chelsea and getting out on 34th street. This 2.33 km pathway was once a railroad that crossed the city on the West side, and it is now a beautiful walkable elevated park that offers gorgeous views of the city and great sites to just sit and relax for a while. You can see more photos on mutelife.com. I really really enjoyed the High Line. It’s one of those places in a foreign city that you adopt as a temporary home, or at least, I do.

By 5pm on the fifth day in NYC, the 10th of July, something happened that made millions jump with joy, including us.

Against all odds, Portugal football team won the playoffs, got to the final and won the European championship. We are European champions! On a foreign land that doesn’t really care much for football, we suffered, I must say. First we agreed to not watch the game — it would just be a waste of nearly two hours, and we only had a few more days in NYC — but we found a bar that was playing the game and stayed there for a while. The bar was way too noisy. And there was a guy there, right next to us, playing the expert in soccer, who apparently knew all about Cristiano Ronaldo and hated him, for some reason, and was so happy when he was injured. Ronaldo couldn’t go on. We decided to leave right then and there. We sat along the bay and listened to the game on the radio. It was nerve wrecking. We were tied. I had to go to the bathroom so we walked to the nearest mall and accidentally found a restaurant that had the game on. It was us against everybody. People were looking at us and sneering. Portugal would never win. We never win anything. And GOAL! and we won. And we shouted and screamed and jumped up and down! We facetimed home. We had to feel nearer somehow: CAMPEÕES! was the first word we heard. It was real! We won. We are the champions. And it felt so freaking amazing — New York felt even better that day. And I’ll leave you with this, just because.

NYC, I miss you.

I realised yesterday’s post was the first of 2017. Woah. And it’s nearly March already. How did that happen? (I keep repeating this…)

It’s never too late to say it: Happy New Year! Have a good one!

My year? Well, I don’t have to keep saying it, do I? busy, busy, busy… I guess that if I want to keep this up I have to try to find some kind of balance…However I can’t really seem to find a good solution that doesn’t involve me sleeping less than the 5h30 per night I get… This school year has gotten me completely haywire. We’re half way through, and I can only think that after this week-long break I’ve got less than a month and a half of school work to do for the easter break — but I’ve got SO much work to do on those 37 days that it gives me the shivers. Ugh.

Anyway… Let’s not think about that and let’s enjoy some NYC goodness, from our third day in this city.

Thank you for stopping by.

Here’s a funny story…

K has been uploading his gorgeous NYC pictures on mutelife.com and today, as I was going through his latest post, I realised that I was maybe missing a few pictures from our trip to New York. I thought ‘hey, why not have a new post with the remaining NYC pics I have left to upload?’ Well, that’s a good idea!… Turns out I only uploaded the first day and a half of our trip. I’ve got a shipload of pictures to upload here! This work thing is just getting out of hand…sheesh.

So without any further ado…

And that’s the end of day two in New York city.

Come back tomorrow for more.

 

a stuffed nose.

day49, sept18th 

It’s been a little bit hellish around here lately. Every time I stay “home alone” something happens. This time, not only am I having a hell of a week at work, baby L has got a stuffed nose. Trouble with little ones is that they don’t tell you if something else is wrong, so we just kind of guess it’s just a stuffed nose. Because she wasn’t able to breath properly during the night, she slept for periods of 20/15 minutes and would wake up in a panic, so essentially I did not sleep at all last night. 

Hopefully she has a better night of sleep tonight and gets better.

day50, sept19th – nearly midnight, trying to calm a very tired and very sicklish baby…

day51, sept20th – preparing breakfast. I know it doesn’t look like breakfast…but it is. 

Hopefully you’re having a great week. 

Toodle-oo! 

NYC from the lens.

I’ve been around here for a while now, and it’s amazing the amount of people who come and go from this world. Then there are the ones who stay and we still keep contact, and the ones who go and never come back, and the ones who go and come back after a while. That’s the case with this girl. I’ve been in love with her photos for such a loooooong time, and her blog was one of the first I really started following.

I’ve been following her for so so so long that I don’t even know for how long, but she’s amazing. She’s the kind of girl who, despite all struggles, always has a smile on her face. If that alone wasn’t enough, she takes awesome photos. I’ve been in love with her photos for such a long time now. I love her candid style and how she manages to capture so many emotions in every pic. She’s one of the young photographers/bloggers out there who really inspires me. She inspires me to smile everyday and to live life to the fullest, while taking photos. She’s amazing. She has moved to Copenhagen with her husband and pug, and her new blog is precisely about that. CPHbound is her new place. I found out she moved to Copenhagen not long ago, and got a little sad, because we were booked for a trip to Copenhagen this summer, but opted for New York instead. Oh well… One day.

Make sure you take a look at her blog, even if you have to use the translation feature.

Also here are some pics from NYC.

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Have a great day!

Quick update. 

Currently my belly is adorned with 8 staples and I feel a pang of pain every time I casually pick something out of the floor (which happens a lot with a 7 month old and a dog).  I had my appendix taken out. I was rushed to the hospital on a Monday afternoon, and after ten-ish hours in the emergency room, I had my surgery done. Had to spend a couple of days at the hospital and all that on the week of my 31st birthday – so much for making plans… 

The day I got back from the hospital some idiot bumped into my (stationary!) car…

Today I got the news that my grandfather, on my father’s side, has passed away. He was 95 on the same day I was 31. He didn’t suffer. He just felt tired and slept… 

I remember well one of our lastest conversations.’So when are you getting married?’ he asked me, out of nowhere. ‘I don’t think I’m ever getting married, grandpa. Why?’ I half expected a you’re-living-in-sin kind of speech. ‘Because I want to eat cake!’ he told me, a mischievous smile on his face. I laughed so hard! I told him that I would bring him cake, it didn’t have to be from a wedding, but he insisted that wedding cakes just taste better because ‘everyone is happy’. 

  
Rest in peace, grandpa. 

31st of December, 2015. 

Today is the last day of the year 2015. And what a year!

• A year ago I was nearly 5 months pregnant with a barely noticeable belly. 

• I had my 30th birthday as just a girl.

• I couldn’t be more excited to go on a week trip to NYC. 

• Had complications with the pregnancy due to stress, had to stay at home and no NYC trip for me – those were dark times. 

• Got back to work knowing I had to keep my cool and work with boundaries – not easy. 

• Went home 3 weeks earlier to rest due to low baby weight. 

• On June 13th my life changed forever – Baby L was born with enough weight not to stay in the ICU. 

• The next few months were a roller coaster of emotions. 

• In October I ran my first official 10k with Keoshi by my side (or a few minutes ahead). 

• In November I went back to work – it’s hard to go back after being gone nearly 6 months.

• First Christmas with Baby L was wonderful. 

• On Dec. 26th I made back on a plane again, after not traveling for more than a year. 

And now we’re having a wonderful time in Berlin these last days of the year.   

Day 148/365Dec 28, 2015 – sugary breakfast. 

I missed Dunkin’ Donuts. Now I don’t. 

We’ve been strolling around town and enjoying the views, while indulging in some really good food. 

   
    
    
    
   
It’s been getting colder and colder though. 

   
  

Day 149/365Dec 29th, 2015 – beautiful Berlin.

  
    
 
Tacheles has closed. I’m glad we were there the first time we were here. It’s a shame they closed it up. 

  
Last time we were here we found a Japanese ramen place, Cocolo Ramen, that was the real deal, so we tried to go again, it was closed however, for the holidays. But we found another place! Makoto Ramen. The meat wasn’t as tender as it should be but it was still very very nice. 

   
 
And while seeking another good place to eat, we ended up in another Japanese place, surprisingly. When we got in there was a certain Harajuku/Omotesando vibe. Easy going and effortlessly beautiful. And the minute we exchanged a few words with the waiters we knew we were at a Japanese place, the House of Small Wonder (we should’ve noticed that its name is giving it away).

   
Croque Madame.

We ordered three dishes: croque madame for me, that was simply to die for, soboro don, and okinawan taco rice. Delicious. We also had hot apple cider with rum that was marvelous. So good that I’m sure is the cure for many winter ailments.

   

Matcha latte.

  

Okinawan taco rice

  

Day 150/365Dec 30th, 2015 – House of small wonder(s) indeed.
 

Soboro don

Everything’s delicious there, and we felt we were back in Japan, so it doesn’t get better than that. 

And just like that we reach the end of another year. I wish you all a wonderful New Year’s Eve and and an amazing 2016. 

Much love to you all!